Category Archives: Poetry
Cruise the Hormuz
Filed under Artificial Intelligence (sic), Poetry, Typecasting, Typewriters, Uncategorized, Writing
Let Me Outta Here
It’s been a long time since I’ve posted about typewriters. I still use them and have a whole bunch despite having sold off many in the last year. Recently I came across a very nice Skyriter that I had to have. These are great machines, although not in the same class as Hermes or Olympia, but still useful. They are the VW bugs of the typoverse I suppose – cheap, flimsy and yet they endure.
On Wednesdays I try to write a song, whether or not I feel like it. This is what discipline is! Some songs are better than others…like some Wednesdays. Anyhow, this Wednesday was a real pain, as it was filled with aggravation from some people whom I had to deal with. The silver lining is that it gave me some lyrics. Google AI informs me this is a classic country song, but it should probably have at least one reference to mothers, beer, trucks, women, or jail in order to qualify as genuine country. I decided to get out the Skyriter and bang out some lyrics, as I find that somehow having a typewriter is often a liberating experience for my brain.
Filed under Poetry, songwriting, Typewriters, Uncategorized, Writing
Christmas Greetings
Best Wishes for a Happy Christmas
& a Healthy Prosperous New Year in 2023
WAITING FOR WINTER
When I was a lad in deep dark November
Wishing and hoping and watching for snow
Desperately yearning for ice in December
When once again I’d have somewhere to go
Snowflakes were falling the ice rink was calling
Shovels came out of the shed
Clearing a path from the front to the back
As the snow piled up over my head
The milkman, the bread man, the mailman, the trucks
Ploughing along through the snow
Snowmen and snowballs and hockey pucks
Off to the rink we would go
Along comes Christmas at the end of December
Everyone’s come out to play
Meeting my pals at the rink I remember
Nothing felt better than skating all day
Shopping for presents for Mom and Dad
Wondering what to get them
Mom got some Yardleys and Dad got Old Spice
I never will forget them
March brought the spring and the ice soon melted
Skating was done for the year
But the eternal snow just kept falling and falling
Oh when will the summer be here
Filed under Christmas, Poetry, Uncategorized, Winter
To Fix a Car
I currently own a 1997 Mercedes that I bought from an old lady ten years ago. The car has 110,000 kms on it, which is nothing for a car of this quality, or so one might assume. I figured we’d drive the car into the ground, which could take another 50 years at the rate we use it. But wait, it has now become next to impossible to find a mechanic willing and able to work on that “old” model of Mercedes. One mechanic advised me to scrap the car. Mechanics say this is an old car, but I suspect that the problem is that they have been trained to repair modern cars, which requires the reading of codes to diagnose problems, as opposed to the days when a mechanic had to actually think. The job of a mechanic used to require problem solving, which modern training seems to have rendered obsolete. Truly a metaphor for the modern age!
Filed under Poetry, Technology, Typecasting, Uncategorized, Vintage cars
RV Park, Tillamook
Filed under Painting, Poetry, Travel, Typecasting, Uncategorized
Yellowstone Memories
1000 miles away and long ago we visited Yellowstone National Park, but the memory of the place is indelible. If it wasn’t so damned far away I’d go more often.
Filed under Painting, Poetry, Travel, Typecasting, Uncategorized, Wildlife
Water, Falling
Water, Falling is a pun that appeals to architects… Here are couple of old waterfall photos from my archives.
Filed under Great Hikes, Painting, Poetry, Typecasting, Uncategorized
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